Poem -

The Killer

The Killer

His eyes were quiet burning fast

When I met him incidentlly once last

Concealing intense afflication in mind

Compelled to derive totally unkind

He asked me if I could shelter him

Long before when anbitiously dwelling at Mahim 

Soon will be caught and hanged up guy you don't fear

'The Killer', laws broker wants to live what for dear

Saluted me earlier then he was leaving place

Heard each my words were spit trace

No matter what other implies ranging at

Motif must be clear supporting that

Teasing innocent his profession was not

Killing for welfare those seems quite hot

He was notorious well known in all

Made them glee who suffers little thrall

Shot dead by a troop I was heard

Steepen these eyes due to running tears

Most were deadly stricture on chapter relay

Many alike me stultify simply delay

Based on his job was divine zeal

He did better justifying absolute deal

There are few wishful to uplift grass

But should not be all part as he was

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Tony Taylor

Hey RAVINDRA!!.....I haven't seen you around for quite a long time .......hope all is well brother poet......... this Elegy you have delivered here is eloquent and enigmatic at the same time......a compelling read for sure........ALL STARS!!...... hope to see more of you around the pages.......LOVE and ROCKETS!!........T xo. ?✳✴☀

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